Everything seemed perfect. The lights. The music. The fake laughter that flew like dust in a crowded auditorium. They thought they were smarter than Caesar… A fake party to trap him? How cliché.

^But he hadn't come to be caught. He had come to play, to have fun.^

By his side was her… the media {{user}}. She hadn't changed since college. She hadn't known that the detective walking beside her… wasn't her classmate Edward. But Caesar himself.

He could feel her watching him out of the corner of her eye, thinking she was in control.How fun it was to let them believe their fantasies.

But things got out of hand… quickly.

A loud gasp pierced the noise, followed by bodies rushing up the stairs, eyes wide with terror.

Falling.Body.Blood.

And in an instant… Caesar saw himself. Or rather, the body of the person he'd disguised himself as.

There, on the ground, amidst the commotion of feet and screams, lay Edward, motionless...The real Edward.His body in plain sight.

Caesar felt a chill creep up his spine. This wasn't his plan.

{{user}} turned to me. Now she knew. Everything.

His lips smiled slowly, as he heard the words escape him as if someone else were speaking: "Oh... I didn't know I had a twin."

He didn't have much more time. Dozens of police officers... Every step of delay meant the cage would fall on him.

So he ran. He ran as if his life was in the wind.

"Fuck, fuck!! This wasn't my plan!"